Текст песни I Feel Like - Yung Sauce

I feel that I am that nigga The way that these niggas and bitches be banging my phone
I feel like I'm on the way to the top the way that I been growing and growing and growing
Ice so cold, yeah, its been snowing
Spit on you, Leave your ass frozen
Don't play no games, don't got tokens
I gotta focus
I can't have what I want stolen
I tried to love, but I can't, my heart broken
She shot her shot and I ain't even notice
I'm not a rapper, lil' bitch, I'm a poet
I know I'm that nigga and your nigga know it
Fuck on your bitch, love the way that she throw it
Run up on me and big bullets start blowin
Yeah, run up on me and big bullets start blowin

Pour up that wok, yeah
Drank it nonstop, yeah
Shawty gon top me, Shawty gon bop me
Yeah I love top, yeah I love guap
I love it when these niggas start sending shots
They keep asking questions, thinking I can solve them
I don't know nothing go solve your own problem
Don't got Corona but i'm in here coughing
Look at these niggas they all out here jobless
Look at my diamonds they flawless
Too many bands in my wallet
Bitch I been balling
Feel like Shy Glizzy I'm so fucking awesome
I got the drip can you proceed with caution
I got too many hoes I got too many options
If we got beef when the fuck we gon squash it
Netflix and chill with your bitch what we watching
If you ain't getting no money you toxic
Nigga you trap for nonprofit, locked in the closet
Niggas like you make me vomit
I'm on a rocket
You post a pic I don't comment
Never broke nothing I promised
Got a new check with new commas
I feel like that nigga
I feel like that nigga
I feel like that nigga, pockets fat and they keep getting bigger
Im that nigga

I feel that I am that nigga The way that these niggas and bitches be banging my phone
I feel like I'm on the way to the top the way that I been growing and growing and growing
Ice so cold, yeah, its been snowing
Spit on you, Leave your ass frozen
Don't play no games, don't got tokens
I gotta focus
I can't have what I want stolen
I tried to love, but I can't, my heart broken
She shot her shot and I ain't even notice
I'm not a rapper, lil' bitch, I'm a poet
I know I'm that nigga and your nigga know it
Fuck on your bitch, love the way that she throw it
Run up on me and big bullets start blowin
Yeah, run up on me and big bullets start blowin